The whole world thought I was poor

Chapter 83: No, there are too many, why should I give half of the rest to other men?

"Sorry beauty, I have no money to manage money." Lu Xiaohao said.

"Mr. Lu is really humorous. If you don't have any money, then it is estimated that not many people in the world are rich." The bank's financial advisor smiled.

"I really don't have money. I only have 30 million on my card. It's not enough for me to spend two or three days. How can I have money to do financial management?" Lu Xiaohao said.

Financial advisor: "..."

It turned out that Nima was pretending to commit a crime.

"Mr. Lu, otherwise you usually spend less and save a little money for financial management. Our product is really good..."

"I can't save it, how can it be saved! It's only 30 million. I usually eat a few million for a meal. I get up from a 4,000-square-meter bed every day, and just ask the nanny to wash and change the sheets. "

"The Northeast tigers and African lions in my family are especially good for eating. They eat hundreds of catties of caviar every day."

"Not to mention the blue whale that is raised in my swimming pool. A typical foodie, it eats several tons of bluefin tuna at a time."

"I am poor, the money is really not enough to spend, 30 million is like drizzle..."

"Hey, hello... are you there? Are you listening?"

Before Lu Xiaohao finished speaking, the phone over there hung up...

What kind of person, there is no professionalism at all, and customers are impatient to listen to what they say, I am going to complain to you!

At night, Lu Xiaohao lay on the sofa in the living room, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the entire Huangpu River.

I don’t have to worry about not being able to pay for the property, and I can’t refuel the car. It feels so good.

The phone vibrated slightly, and Lu Xiaohao glanced at it.

It is the fan group of Zhang Qingya. There are currently six to seven hundred people in the group, all of whom are loyal fans who like Zhang Qingya to sing.

For other chat groups, Lu Xiaohao directly blocked the messages and basically did not bubbling.

Only this group did not block the news. After all, he was Zhang Qingya's fan manager. He was paid every day, and it was impossible for him to take money without doing things.

"Why Qingya hasn't updated it yet? Shouldn't it be updated the day before yesterday? It hasn't been updated until now."

"Yes, yes, why haven't we updated yet, I've been waiting."

"Qingya has never procrastinated, what's the matter? Go ahead and ask."

"I have asked, many people asked yesterday, but no reply was received."

"Find the administrator and ask what's the situation."

...

Then all the people in the group are @.

Since there was such an administrator in the group, he hadn't seen this guy bubbling a few times, just like a decoration.

But Zhang Qingya said that this is her assistant, so if you have anything to do, you must find him.

Lu Xiaohao: "Don't worry, everyone, let me ask what's going on."

"Okay, okay, go ask, wait for the update."

"Finally bubbling, you are too salty as an administrator."

"I'm looking for you in the morning. You only come out at night. I want to complain to you."

Seeing the news in the group, Lu Xiaohao was a little embarrassed, this guy just thought he was very dedicated.

Lu Xiaohao posted a message on Zhang Qingya's private WeChat and asked her what happened.

It is normal for those fans to be unable to contact Zhang Qingya immediately. In order not to affect their normal life, Zhang Qingya has a WeChat, a work WeChat, and a private WeChat.

She uses private WeChat most of the time, and she only logs in once at work WeChat.

After the message was sent, Zhang Qingya waited a long time before replying.

Zhang Qingya: "Sorry, I've been busy recently, so I don't have time to update, I will go to the group to explain later."

Lu Xiaohao: "What are you up to?"

He is a little strange, Zhang Qingya is a person with a sense of time and responsible for doing things.

Even during the college entrance examination, she did not stop.

What are you busy with? I don’t update it, I don’t even say it to the group.

Zhang Qingya: "A little bit of life, let's not talk about it, let's talk to you later."

Lu Xiaohao always felt that Zhang Qingya was weird, so he made a call and asked what was going on.

But as soon as he picked up the phone, he hesitated again.

The relationship between him and Zhang Qingya cannot be said to be close. Although it has been unusual recently, it has made him a little clouded, but it is just a normal friend.

He called so to ask about other people's private affairs, what should he do if he was misunderstood?Annoying is not good.

In the end, Lu Xiaohao still didn't call, and waited two days to ask what was going on.

...

The next day, Lu Xiaohao got up early and went to the hospital.

Xiao Jia and Xiao Wang are still recuperating in the hospital and have not visited them for a long time.

The security guards were all arranged by Qin Qinlan in an intensive care unit. They were pleasantly surprised when they saw Lu Xiaohao come to visit them.

"Brother Hao, we want to kill you." Xiao Jia said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, what... I haven't seen you in a day... What is it?" Xiao Wang nodded again and again.

"Nothing!"

Lu Xiaohao smiled and put the fruits and flowers on the table.

Some of the security guards with minor injuries have been discharged, and the only ones still in hospital are Xiao Wang and Xiao Jia, who are seriously injured.

"Brother Hao, you are really awesome, you are the top scorer in the country, rich, handsome and talented, you are estimated to be able to marry seven to eighty to ninety wives." Xiao Jia flattered as always.

Xiao Wang said unwillingly to show his weakness: "My brother Hao deserves to marry ten wives? Xiaojia, don't make fun of you. In ancient times, my brother Hao must be the 72nd concubine of the Sangongsixyuan. Even in modern society, you can't marry. There are three thousand six hundred, but there is always no problem with marrying a thousand wives."

Xiao Jia was furious when he heard that, "Xiao Wang, do you know a fart, do you have a bit of culture? Am I talking about ten wives? Seven, eight, nine, ten means infinite extension, it's an extremely number! My brother Hao don't say marry one. Thousands of wives, even if you marry one hundred thousand, one million, ten million wives, that’s fine."

"That's good, good enough, too much."

Lu Xiaohao waved his hands again and again, really too much.

Let them go on, it is estimated that all the women in the world will be his wives, not enough.

Lu Xiaohao can't do this!He married all the women, what about the other men?

People can't be too selfish, so why should they leave half to others?

So, it's too much!

...

Seeing that Xiao Jia and Xiao Wang's injuries are getting better every day, Lu Xiaohao feels relieved.

Chen Jinan's death has always been a regret in his heart, and naturally he does not want other colleagues to have trouble again.

Xiao Wang was injured the most. Although he was rescued, it is estimated that he will take a long time to recuperate.

Xiao Jia is much better, and should be discharged soon.

After bidding farewell to the two, Lu Xiaohao walked outside the hospital.

When I passed the small open-air garden on the 12th floor of the Intensive Care Unit, I suddenly heard a faint sob.

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely not hear such a faint voice, but Lu Xiaohao was a master of fighting. His body was reborn and his ears and eyes were so clever, he could capture the sounds and vision that ordinary people could not see.

Lu Xiaohao was taken aback for a moment, because the voice was somewhat familiar.

He stopped, turned and walked towards the small outdoor garden.

In an inconspicuous corner of the garden, a girl squatted on the ground with her back facing him, and was sobbing softly with her head in her arms.

"Zhang Qingya?"

Lu Xiaohao said in surprise. Although it was just a figure from the back, he recognized who it was at a glance.

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